Exquisite sun beyond
bearing
dive into warm Sound
waters/yielding sands below.
Fond shouts above/below,
bathe in silence.
Laughter of boaters
Sundays after mass,
our mass all the night before
as sun set
and bottles cracked
and faint voices
floated from
the long dark brigantine
beyond the pier.
After the fall of eve
a bull shark slips by
beneath
Just passing through, worry only in the August heat.
The manta sleeps at dawn,
the pelicans settle
in before the storm.
Taste the salt and
watch the shore
storms rise.
Wait, my love,
to swim
'till morning enters.
5 comments:
I love the ocean and this poem describes it beutifully.
Hi Marjie,
This is a lovely poem--I enjoyed it immensely. I also love you beautiful website. Hope to read moreof your work soon.
Micki Peluso
Your poem evokes so many feeling! It makes me want to go to the shore, set on the sand and watch the wave and feel the salt breeze on my face. :), Susan Cooper
As a Pisces and someone who lived on the water for 10 years, you've captured the feelings, sounds and smells (somehow!) of all that comes from being on the water. Beautiful.
Patricia Weber from LinkedIn BHB
Thank you for sharing these beautiful words of the sea. It is the one place on earth I find complete peace. I look forward to reading more. Also a wonderfully peaceful looking web site.
Rosemary "Mamie" Adkins
Extraordinary Dreams of an Ireland Traveler
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